Chapter #8Picking a swimwear by: The gab Being a swimwear model herself, Lindsey's natural choice for her was obvious. All the hours she spend on the gym gave her a body to die for and now, at 20 ft tall, she had the biggest and sexiest frame on the planet and she would show that to the world the proper way. I can't just be wearing these old clothes anymore, i just can't. Said Lindsey as she tried to figure out how her Necklace works. She knows that it can affect clothing, she has grow 20 feet and her top and pants aren't even tight but can she grow fabric without wearing it?
At her new height, going back to her house was tricky at best. she couldn't pass through the door anymore and there was barely enough room for her to move from room to room, Searching for options on the closet was not going to be an easy task, as if her huge pair of Hands wasn't enough, her way to the closet was obstructed by the bed in the middle. Lindsey put her arm through the window frame and carefully tried to reach the closet. She put aside the bed as gently as she could, but her new strength make way too much force than needed and the bed was slammed it against the wall.
"Fuck, my bed" though the Giantess as she quickly took the hand out, witnessing the disaster that was her bed. "well, i can see the closet at least", said Lindsey, this time she took the closet and pull it out of the room as carefully as she could and put it on the grass. She took a brief moment to contemplate her closet, at her size, it wasn't as small as a dollhouse furniture but sure it was close. Lindsey sat on the floor and took out the drawers from the closet, placing all her best bathing suits on the floor. "Now, what i should wear", she wondered to herself while she took out all of her favorite bikinis and examinate them. it was a big collection, most of the were give it to her for free and even modeled herself. they were two of the that she like it the most. The first one was a green Bikini with a camouflage style. The second one, and arguably more fitting to her current situation, was a leopard style Bikini.
"look at this" She gigled as she took the Leopard bikini and look at it, "i mind as well use this one and call me Giganta" she laugh and smiled at the idea,after all, wouldn't that be fun?, going around the city, smashing buildings and stomping cars like Giganta. She reached to the military bikini and though to herself "maybe i should take this one instead and take things carefully, maybe just a walk through the City, showing off, gave a huge show" Maybe not as amusing as, say, going Godzilla on the town but at least she won't get any trouble.
"But what if it doesn't work" she though at loud "i'm not going to ruin these suits if something happens, i should test it first" Lindsey search through her stuff something she won't miss, she finds some old shirts she doesn't use anymore and take it as close to her necklace as she can. "Ok...here goes nothing" said Lindsey as she grabs one of the shirts with one hand and the necklace with the other, as close to each other as she can. She close her eyes, took a deep breath, and just like she did to grow herself, she pictures the shirt in her hands growing to fit her new size. Lindsey feels a warm sensation coming from the shirt, as if she had taken it off the ironing board. Next, she felt the fabric growing on her hand to the desired size "YES, it works" said with a smile of excitement on her face.
With the sun rising on the horizon, it was a matter of time before the neighbors wake up. Lindsey was feeling like a child with a new toy, It was time to show off her new form, but the big question was, What to do, and what Bikini shoulw wear. indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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